Makes him think about what she saw. If she's yet to experience her death, what were the pieces it filled in? Based on what she learned from Dean? (Had he watched it happen?) Things she envisioned could have been? Or is this deeper—some twisted gift of prophecy granted by the being that appeared in his dreams?
Where the Singularity is involved, anything feels possible.
"Had I known what might happen," he flexes his fingers, stained red and black, "I would not have..."
Touched her. Forced the vision on her. He doesn't explain further than that; it is not exactly sympathy or guilt. It's more—however he feels about someone, he does not toy with people or fuck with their heads. That's not who he is. Part of him hates that he was made complicit in it against his will.
no subject
Makes him think about what she saw. If she's yet to experience her death, what were the pieces it filled in? Based on what she learned from Dean? (Had he watched it happen?) Things she envisioned could have been? Or is this deeper—some twisted gift of prophecy granted by the being that appeared in his dreams?
Where the Singularity is involved, anything feels possible.
"Had I known what might happen," he flexes his fingers, stained red and black, "I would not have..."
Touched her. Forced the vision on her. He doesn't explain further than that; it is not exactly sympathy or guilt. It's more—however he feels about someone, he does not toy with people or fuck with their heads. That's not who he is. Part of him hates that he was made complicit in it against his will.
He's fucking tired of the Singularity.